Oct 23, 2004 22:50
The ride back to my childhood hell was pretty decent. It was so good to talk to Angel again, even to talk to Spike for that matter. I sat next to Connor in the backseat of the car. Illyria and Spike were upfront with Angel. Connor and I talked through most of the trip. Mainly about how he's been since he got his memories back, gameboy's and normal college stuff. He smelled really good, which was a plus.
We finally arrived at Sunnydale. Man oh man did it look the same. While I was ooglying over the new but same sunnydale, I noticed almost everyone except Connor had scattered without the slightest warning.
"I wonder since everything's back, maybe-"
I grabbed connor's hand and started running. Finally I ended up at my old house. I was bigger than I remembered it was. How is it still here? The Government took it? I went up on the porch and turned the door knob. Locked, shit! Then I remembered we always kept a spare key under the brick beside the porch. I leaned over, picked up the brick and sure enough there it was. YES!
"Connor, welcome to the house I grew up in!"
I immediatally ran upstairs to find my old room. I opened the door to only find a bed and a lamp, and I was really tired.
"Okay, not exactly the same room I had, but it has a place to sleep!"
I immediately went straight for the bed. It was hard for me not to yawn. Connor kept looking at the room, like maybe there was something special hidden inside.
"I should probably check the perimeter while you sleep..."
He looked worn out aswell. I started to leave...
"No, you look as tired as me, why don't you go ahead and sleep with me..." He got a grin on his face, then I realized how that could be translated badly.My face instantly started turning red. "not sleep with me but sleep in the same bed"
I jumped in the bed and pulled the covers over me. I was trying to fall asleep, things kept popping in my mind. The higher power that took over my body, the things she had to everyone, what she did to connor. I rolled over to face him.
"Connor, You know the things that I, well it wasn't really me, did to you, you know that wasn't me right? I didn't have any control over it. and and I-I'm sorry about what she put you through."